One week down, baby

Now I know why the slug was dormant yesterday. It was resting up so that it could launch a stronger assault today. And yeah, I may have done some more internet goofing off today than the rest of the week, but I still did all the productive stuff I was supposed to do. Take that, slug!

Reading: About a quarter of the way through Musicophilia now. After reading about people who developed musical hallucinations that would plague them 24-7 a day, my newest paranoid fear is that this will happen to me, and that my brain's hallucinatory playlist will include the Macarena and the Chicken Dance.

On a related note, anyone ever read a story called "Fabrikant's Way" by Daniel Stern? It was mentioned in the book as being a novella about musical hallucinations, but a quick internet search didn't turn up much other than the fact that it was published in a story collection called A Little Street Music.

Exercising: 20 minutes on the elliptical strider

Music Stuff: A little bit of singing, a little bit of piano, a whole lot of sucking

Writing Business: A story came home without a job, so I sent it off to Weird Tales to see if it can find work there

Writing: More on the chapter 2 rewrite. I've only managed a few hundred words per day on it this past week--a shoddy showing, but more writing than I did in December, so I'll call it a success. Hopefully I'm just winding up for some serious word crankage next week. What's been cool, particularly today, is that I'm finding some fun new nuances in a character thanks to some of the plot-level changes that have been made. Whether I've successfully communicated those nuances on the page, however, is another matter.

On that note, I'm off to relax and watch some TV and see what the weekend brings. Then Monday, it's back to the Great Slug Battle.